No need for the host to introduce them at length.
Whether it was Yu Tianheng or Jian Jiu, both were renowned figures in the Imperial City Great Soul Arena.
Before Jian Jiu.
Yu Tianheng had held the record for the fastest promotion to Silver Badge.
He possessed the top-tier beast Martial Soul—the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon—and was also the heir of the Upper Three Sects' Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, as well as captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Team.
There were simply too many halos above his head!
So many that he overshadowed Heaven Dou Imperial City's entire younger generation!
However, Jian Jiu's name was no less illustrious now.
He had used only one sword in each battle, won twenty-one matches in a row, and earned a Silver Badge in record time.
His fame had been carved out one sword strike at a time.
As they watched the two step onto the stage.
The audience screamed themselves hoarse, cheering for their idols.
"Jian Jiu! Beat Yu Tianheng to death for me!"
"Yu Tianheng! Break Jian Jiu's sword!"
"One sword! Still one sword! Even against Yu Tianheng, Jian Jiu will still use only one sword!"
"A rank thirty-nine Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul! I don't see how Yu Tianheng could possibly lose!"
"You idiot up front, what the hell are you yelling for? Jian Jiu is invincible!"
"Who the hell are you talking to? Want a Soul Battle with me?!"
Before the Soul Battle onstage could begin.
The audience below had already started fighting.
Li Zhexian glanced over and found it rather amusing.
"Jian Jiu, isn't it a little inappropriate to be distracted at a time like this?"
Yu Tianheng spoke coolly. He felt that Jian Jiu was disrespecting him.
Li Zhexian withdrew his gaze and deliberately lowered his voice.
"One sword."
"Hm?"
Yu Tianheng frowned.
"What did you say?"
"I will still use only one sword."
Yu Tianheng narrowed his eyes and stared at the white-clad figure several meters away before slowly saying:
"Jian Jiu, you are looking down on me."
It was not just Yu Tianheng.
After hearing Li Zhexian's words.
Aside from his supporters nearly losing their minds with excitement, those who favored Yu Tianheng sneered and cursed.
In the VIP Box on the second floor.
Yufeng clenched his fists.
"This guy is too arrogant!"
Osler furrowed his brow.
He too felt that this Jian Jiu was excessively insolent.
The Shi Brothers slowly shook their heads like black bears.
Clearly, they too did not believe Jian Jiu could defeat their captain with one sword.
Ye Lingling said nothing. Her blue eyes remained fixed on the arena.
Dugu Yan twirled a lock of purple hair that fell to her shoulders around her slender finger, a faintly amused smile lending her face a bewitching air.
"Unless..."
"Jian Jiu is still hiding his strength."
Xue Qinghe had returned to the third floor.
He stared at the arena and lightly parted his red lips.
"Pufferfish, Snake Lance..."
"Please speak, Young Master."
"I will not allow Li Zhexian to be injured."
Pufferfish and Snake Lance let out soft sighs, then nodded.
"Yes."
The Soul Battle had yet to begin.
Yet killing intent had already filled the arena.
Yu Tianheng took a step forward.
A muffled clap of thunder exploded out of nowhere.
A purple Spirit Ring rose from beneath his feet.
"Third Soul Skill—Wrath of Thunder!"
His eye sockets filled with Thunder Nectar, while foot-long lightning flames spilled from the corners of his eyes. Beneath his exposed skin, lightning surged like a flood.
Crackle—!
Crackle—!
Within a three-foot radius around him, bolts of lightning slithered outward.
The nearby spectators instantly felt their entire bodies go numb, and even their hair stood on end strand by strand.
Thunder had always been an attribute known for its offensive power.
Seeing Yu Tianheng, who seemed like a child of lightning itself, terror surfaced on many spectators' faces.
But.
It was not over yet.
Two more yellow Spirit Rings lit up in succession.
"First Soul Skill—Thunder Dragon Claw!"
Blue-violet dragon scale patterns emerged across Yu Tianheng's arms. His nails extended into half-foot-long dragon claws wrapped in crackling Lightning Arcs.
"Second Soul Skill—Thunderous Might!"
Dozens of lightning serpents burst from his dragon-scaled palms, shooting toward Li Zhexian like a rain of thunderbolts falling from the heavens.
At the same time.
The Thunder Dragon Claw empowered by Wrath of Thunder also lunged at Li Zhexian to kill him.
Everything seemed slow, but in truth, it happened in a flash.
From Yu Tianheng activating his three Soul Skills to launching his attack, only an instant had passed.
Boom—!
Boom—!
Yu Tianheng charged like a thunderclap.
Blue-violet Thunder Nectar boiled between his scales.
The stone fragments on the arena trembled faintly before being drawn up by the lightning and suspended in the air.
Thunder tore through the air.
The faint roar of a tyrannosaur could even be heard.
The blue-violet lightning illuminated face after face frozen in shock.
The might of nature's wrath was simply too terrifying!
Yu Tianheng's full-force attack surpassed everyone's expectations!
At this moment!
Even the spectators supporting Jian Jiu fell silent!
On the second floor.
Yufeng let out a breath.
"It's been a long time since I saw Boss go all out!"
"Defeat Boss with one sword?!
"I'd like to see how Jian Jiu plans to block Boss's attack!"
Osler and the Stone Brothers nodded in agreement.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling watched the arena intently.
On the third floor.
"Calm, far too calm."
Porcupinefish Douluo said:
"From the moment Yu Tianheng used his Soul Skills, Li Zhexian has not moved. He must have something to rely on."
Snake Lance Douluo grew interested.
"Mhm, we will not need to intervene."
"Still, I'm curious what other trump card Li Zhexian has that could let him contend against a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon a full rank above him."
Xue Qinghe stared tightly at Li Zhexian on the arena, a glimmer of golden light blooming in the depths of his eyes.
The forceful wind brought by Yu Tianheng's killing charge made Li Zhexian's white robes flap wildly.
Li Zhexian's gaze suddenly sharpened, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
Clang—!
A clear sword cry rang out.
The Three-foot-six Azure Blade appeared in front of Li Zhexian out of thin air.
He raised his hand.
And gripped the hilt.
The instant his five fingers tightened.
A purple Spirit Ring attached itself to the Azure Lotus Sword.
"Second Soul Skill—Three Swords of Splendor!"
This was the Spirit Ring skill gained from the mutated Spirit Beast—the Three-tailed Sword Scorpion King!
For the next sword strike, sword speed ×300%, sharpness ×300%!
The lotus imprint on the blade slowly bloomed, releasing translucent azure energy and spreading an aura of ultimate sharpness.
In that instant.
Every spectator felt a stabbing pain in their eyes and shut them in terror.
Li Zhexian's sword!
They could not look directly at it!
Yet Yu Tianheng was unafraid.
He sneered.
"Jian Jiu, if this is all you have, then you are doomed to lose today!"
"Roar—!"
Thunder faintly gathered into a tyrannosaur roaring at the sky.
It made Yu Tianheng's already terrifying presence even more formidable.
"Yu Tianheng, today, I will use you to test my self-created sword technique."
Under countless disbelieving gazes.
Li Zhexian swung the Azure Lotus Sword, trailing a stream of starlight-like fragments.
He ran two fingers along the blade, and Starlight immediately poured over the Lotus on its surface.
Buzz—!
Buzz—!
The Azure Lotus Sword carved out afterimages.
Its speed had now broken the sound barrier.
Even the air gave off a fine tearing sound.
Everything in its path, even dust, was cut in two.
Li Zhexian even felt his tiger's mouth go numb. He nearly failed to hold onto the Azure Lotus Sword, which seemed ready to turn into a rainbow and fly away.
"Azure Lotus Sword Song, First Form—Yaoguang Sword."
Facing the charging Yu Tianheng.
Li Zhexian slashed with his sword.
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